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Write a story about someone who discovers a mysterious object in their home.

Posted in Kids on May 8, 2021

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Olivia's secret.

Submitted to Contest #43

It was their 7th year anniversary living in 2 lake Chad crescent, Maitama, Abuja and obviously their last because they were moving to their new apartment around summer next year.It was the Winterbell family's big day and it was just like the whole city graced their occasion. The Winterbells were a little family of four, Andreo and Katie and their two kids Arianne and Dothan. The kids sure had a lot of fun that day especially with the games they played. Dothan, 11 was with the other boys organising a barbecue party. Arianne, 13 was eager to...

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Moving Day

Submitted to Contest #43

Moving Day There’s always something special for a child on moving day. A new house, new areas to explore, and being the oldest child getting to call dibs on the room of your choice.  “Moving day, moving day, moving day!” shouted Christopher as he ran through the house. There was an unspoken rule that on moving day a child had the first twenty minutes to run around the house and explore every room without question. Closet doors were flung open, lights were turned on, basements and attics were explored without fear. Christopher was twelve...

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Ander's New Cable Knit Sweater

Submitted to Contest #43

“No, I don’t want to go to the Cabinet Seminar with you tomorrow, Sapphy.” Ander crossed his arms across his chest and scowled at his sister, who was trying once again to convince him that he should go with her to some ridiculous event. Whatever. “I’m not going.” He ignored the tickets sitting on the table and rolled his eyes when Sapphy widened hers; some attempt to make herself look more innocent, but instead made her look like she had eaten too many gas station bean burritos and wasn’t sure where the nearest bathroom was. “But, Ander...

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A Record Player With No Records

Submitted to Contest #43

Introduction "Henzi! I'm leaving for work!" Little did I know that would be the last I heard of my father. He was a tall man, with shaggy black hair, and chocolate brown eyes. My father was a muscular man, but so soft like a teddy bear on the inside. He had a love for records and record players. He really just loved everything music. He created a name for himself, and was known all across the country. William Jonter; it was a stage name. His real name was Noah Harvester. It was my 18th birthday that day. I had already graduated from high sc...

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Blue Star

Submitted to Contest #43

   10 years earlier       In a deep dark jungle, a team of 5 scientists discovered a weird object and when touched causes grave danger. This object glowed bright blue and was in a starlike shape. They discovered the object when they were doing a secret investigation at Mount Linai. Bob, one of the scientists, touched the object. All of a sudden, there was a loud boom and all five scientists were zapped from existence, never to be seen from or heard again.      “H...

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Ice Blue

Submitted to Contest #43

It was like any other late spring day in May. If any other late spring day started out at 75° degrees and dropped to 0° degrees. The official holiday celebrating our service members was yesterday and today was the day to wind down and burn the extra calories I scarfed down with a bike ride and run.It was still early⎯5 a.m. My plan to be out of the house by six...six-thirty to avoid being cooked liked the shrimp, green peppers, and pineapple on the kebobs I consumed the day before. Before I left the house I could feel the heat rising like any...

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The Warrior Princess

Submitted to Contest #43

“Listen up subjects!” The little girl announced to her people, the toys scattered around the floor. “Today is the day I become a Warrior Princess!” She dug up an old sword from her closet full of toys. She coloured two paper towel rolls with a magic crayon she bought from a merchant at her school and taped them with magical tape.“Come with me, Sir Cuddles,” She grabbed her loyal bear. His arm almost was falling off, but it was from a battle wound that came from a fierce war with her cousin’s toys in the washer. Up the stairs, they trekked, r...

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Josie's Journey

Submitted to Contest #43

“Nanna Nanna can I have a cookie please.”Nanna is my most favourite person in the whole wide world. She always gives me lot of hugs, kisses and cookies. Nanna is just short for grandmother. I know her since I was a little one and she almost everyday reminds me that she is older than me. When I am at Nanna’s house I feel safe and protected. Other than being at Dad’s house where Auntie Britney pretends to be my mommy.My mommy died when I was only 5 years old. I don’t remember much about her only that she loved mermaids just like me. ...

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A German Shepherd's Predicament

Submitted to Contest #43

I was dozing quite happily on Jack’s bed, dreaming of chasing sticks and trying to catch ducks. Jack had taken me for a long, tiring walk earlier, which had disturbed my compulsory late morning nap, so I was trying to catch up on it now. There was a small sliver of sunlight coming through the window that was warming my belly and I heaved a deep, sleepy sigh. Suddenly, my ears shot up at the sound of keys jangling at the front door. Instantly alert, I leapt off the bed and rushed down the stairs. It took me a moment to find my vocal cords but...

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Winston and the Legend of Va-Khum

Submitted to Contest #43

Listen closely, Little One, and I shall tell you a tale of a day long since passed.It was a day like any other, the sun was streaming in through the blinds, casting alternating rectangles of golden light — through which motes of dust floated, lethargically — and sepia-tinted shadow. Dave and Stella were out somewhere, and I was home alone.Where was I?My child, you hadn’t been born yet.Wow…It wasn’t unusual for me to be home alone, I often was. I didn’t mind, in fact, I was quite content to look after the house, lounging on the sofa or taking...

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The Three Islands

Submitted to Contest #43

CHAPTER 1 - A Fountain at OakensteadMable and Ross stood in front of Oakenstead. It towered above them, giant-like. The walls were beige-bricked, covered in long swinging vines of mossy green. The house seemed like it had authority, it was like an old lady. This old lady appeared wrinkly and stern, but if one were to look closer than they'd see the hidden beauty in her smile and her figure. They both soaked in the hues of green that sat like dresses on the bark-carved maidens. Mable was a small girl who looked like a china doll. Her hai...

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I Know What

Submitted to Contest #43

I have inherited a lot of things that if the previous owners knew, they’d be rolling over in their graves to think what parts of them have survived. Some of the things I can identify, because they are labeled with a name, in their little boxes or envelopes, crinkled and smelly from age. A lot of things have a name or even handwriting I can place to a relative. I can do that detective work even if that relative is somebody I never met or who was gone before I was born. You see, my family was extremely respectful of others and that meant honor...

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Into the Crawlspace

Submitted to Contest #43

“You—what?”Quentin sighed and readjusted his grip on the tree branch. “For the last time, I found a giant stone fox statue in the crawlspace behind my closet and I don’t know how to get it out on my own and I can’t fall asleep with it there because there’s a hole in my closet from that time that we locked Quade in there back in seventh grade.”“So? There’s still a door for the crawlspace, right? Ergo, no problem,” Alexander slurred. He rubbed his eyes and looked up to where the stars would be if it wasn’t for all the light pollution. It was f...

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The Cup

Submitted to Contest #43

I found it while dusting, a strange cup that definitely did not belong to me. It was nestled behind a number of photo frames. As I took the photos down off the mantle in my tiny kitchen I noticed the cup. Taking it down the first thing I noticed was its complete lack of dust. Who knows how long that thing had sat where I had found it but there was not a single speck of dust. The cup was white, cut from some kind of stone as it had no joints, nor any other signs to show that it had been man made. Yet it had two handles, one on either side of ...

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The Hole in the Fence

Submitted to Contest #43

There was a hole in the fence. It was the first thing Beth had noticed about the garden when they moved in. While Dad fussed and faffed in the house, pulling in the building blocks of their lives from the moving van, Beth had explored the garden. The bright, spring morning was the first sunny day after months of winter darkness and she had been eager to breathe in the brisk, slightly warmed air rather than the dust and the recently painted aroma of the house. The garden was bare - a perfect photo for the estate agents - and Beth thought bitt...

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